Ty drives us to Quinn's residence as soon as we arrive in Los Angeles.
Quinn provides directions to the mansion. Your sister has constantly bombarded my phone with calls inquiring about you. "She can't wait to see you," she says.
I chuckle to myself. "She wants to make sure that I'm okay."
"Your parents are going to come over for dinner this evening." They want to know what happened while we were away.
I tell him, "Okay," and then I turn towards him. I need your help in conveying the information to them. It's unlikely that I'll be able to tell them everything there is to know.
As he nods. "Sure,"
At the mansion's entrance, the car pulls up in front of the gates.
I see the guys drawing their weapons and aiming them at the car. I watch them doing this. "Quinn?"
